DISCLAIMER: Once Upon a Time and its characters are the property of ABC. No infringement is intended.
CHALLENGE: Written for Femslash Bingo 2013 - Spoof.
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.
FEEDBACK: To kc_sg27[at]yahoo.com.au
Unintentional Thoughts
By KC
It was unintentional, really. Regina had no idea how it happened. One minute they were arguing and the next they were blown apart by their combined magic. She could only surmise that were was some kind of accidental spell-casting mixed in. She sat up and looked to the other side of the room where Emma was doing the same.
Ow, Emma rubbed her arm. How did…. Oh, wow, she actually looks kinda hot with her hair all mussed like that.
Regina's eyes went wide as she stared at Emma.
Cut it out, Swan. She'll notice you staring. "What the hell did you do?"
"Me?" Regina gasped. "You did this!"
Did I? "I didn't do anything," Emma claimed. Shit, what did I do?
"Oh Gods," Regina muttered. She stood up and looked as if she was about to say something, but thought better of it. She walked away from the blonde and out the door.
Damn, she looks pissed. Emma grinned, hot and pissed.
There she is.
"Crap…"
"Hey Regina," Emma smiled as she took a seat next to the once-again Mayor.
After the dust settled from defeating Cora, which Regina played an integral part in, she was assigned to Mayor again. Snow was doing a terrible job and Charming was even worse. Besides, Emma missed the deadlines. Not that she'd ever admit that.
"Finished your paperwork so soon?" Regina gave a mock-surprised expression. "Or are you wasting tax-payer dollars as usual, Sheriff Swan?"
Emma grinned, "All done. It's on your desk." You weren't there so I came to find you. "Decided to reward myself with lunch."
"I see."
"Hey, um," Emma rubbed the back of her neck, suddenly unsure, "can I ask you something?"
"Make it quick. I have paperwork to go over." Regina started gathering her things.
"Are you avoiding me?"
Regina paused only slightly, "Why would you think that?"
"You get me to leave Henry with your receptionist, you're never there when you tell me to drop off paperwork, and right now you're looking at the door like you want to run."
Regina didn't know how to explain that yes, she was indeed avoiding Emma. Nor did she know how to clarify that Emma's almost constant voiceless compliments were going straight to the brunette's head, and that she may have been starting to like the mother of her son. "Don't be ridiculous, Miss Swan. I am simply a busy woman. Now, if you'll excuse me."
Regina heard the inner dialogue before she heard the knock. "Come in," she grumbled. "Something on your mind, Sheriff?"
Come on Swan, it's not hard, just ask the silly question. "Um…" What's the worst that could happen? "When did you need those reports by?" Idiot! That's not the questions!
"Tomorrow, at 3:30. You can bring them when you drop Henry off with Susie."
"Have dinner with me tonight." It was supposed to be a question…
"Excuse me?"
Try again, like you rehearsed. Emma cleared her throat. "Regina, will you have dinner with me this evening?"
Regina just stared at her. She knew this was coming. She had heard Emma think about it for weeks when they briefly crossed paths. But she didn't think the woman would actually do it!
Oh, crap. Her eye twitched. Emma started backing away. Tactical retreat. "I'm just gonna go… do those reports…"
"Emma, wait."
Did she just call me…?
"Miss Swan," Regina corrected herself, "I usually eat at 6pm. I trust this is an appropriate time for you?"
Emma slowly closed her mouth and nodded mutely. Oh my god. "Yeah. Yes. Definitely. I'll pick you up at 5:30." She turned around and slammed into the closed door. She turned and smiled sheepishly, "I'll see you then."
Regina couldn't help but smile at Emma's retreating form and voice.
She said yes! Yes! Shit, what am I going to wear?
The End